Saving the World is Really Annoying

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‘ ‘ Parseltongue


Chapter Three The Muggle World

Harry woke to someone entering his room. He was up and pointing his wand at the intruder, before he consciously registered the movement. He dropped his hand as he stared into Draco’s frightened eyes. “What the hell are you doing, Malfoy? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

Trying to get his breathing back under control, Draco looked at his enraged Husband standing in just his boxers. He found himself less afraid and more turned on as he took in the tanned skin and the defined muscles. He couldn’t stop his eyes from moving to study the bulge he could see under the black silk material. He would have been more circumspect, but his mind had drifted to the thought of someone else touching that delectable body. He couldn’t stop thinking, that no one but him should have the pleasure that he was sure that amazing tool could provide.

“Malfoy?”

Draco snapped his eyes up to meet those of the wizard in front of him. “I didn’t think that you came home last night. I was just checking to see if you were here.” He spit out all in one breath. He colored slightly at the implied, and he had to admit true, implication that he was worried or jealous.

Harry smiled somewhat sheepishly. “I noticed that ward you put on my room. I am afraid that I found that to be an invasion of my privacy and got rid of it. If you are afraid that I might meet my doom, don’t. I am capable of looking out for myself.”

Draco tried and failed to hide his smile, as he thought about trying to protect the savior of the world. The perplexed look on Harry’s face, set him to laughing. It was undignified and certainly not within the Malfoy code of conduct, but he suddenly found the entire situation too much. Here he stood, fully dressed, defending himself, poorly it must be said, against an almost naked hero. Some twisted part of his brain pictured him defending, not Harry Potter, but Harry Potter’s prick. Standing fiercely in front of the engorged organ, daring all comers to face his curses. His laugh became a giggle and than an uncontrolled belly laugh.

Harry stared with a small amused smile at the blond holding his aching sides as he tried and failed to stop laughing. He had no idea, what had started this mirth, but found himself content to watch the unusual spectacle. The man had tears running down his cheeks and was a disheveled mess. He was adorable like this. Harry might not want to admit it to Blaise, but he was very attracted to his husband. It was the high and mighty attitude, and his own knowledge that they likely wouldn’t be compatible in bed that kept him from trying to pursue anything. He had decided to make friends if possible though. The polite, but distant thing, wasn’t working. When Draco’s shaking had finally stopped and he was wiping the tears from his face, Harry tried to break the ice.

“Would you care to share, what was so amusing?”

Draco couldn’t help the snicker that left his lips. “Not bloody likely.” Draco almost started to laugh again as he pictured explaining his mirth. Stopping himself, he finally met Harry’s eyes and apologized. “I am sorry that I left that ward. It was childish of me, and I certainly shouldn’t have entered your room uninvited. It won’t happen again.” He saw Harry nod in acceptance. “Shall I meet you downstairs in a few minutes for breakfast?”

Harry agreed and watched Draco leave his room shutting the door behind him. He went to the bathroom for a shower, thinking that he had married a very strange person. He dressed casually and went down to meet the family in the dining room. He greeted everyone noting that Lucius seemed to be looking at him strangely, Narcissa seemed quiet, and Draco seemed to have acquired the hiccups, he was still smiling though, it must not bother him too much. Little was said until they were finished eating.

“Would you like to ride around the grounds this morning, Harry? We didn’t actually take the tour yet.”

Harry smiled at Lucius, but shook his head. “Thank you, Sir, but I would like a rain check on that if possible. I promised the day to Draco, if he is still interested.” When Lucius agreed, Harry turned to see what Draco’s reaction was and couldn’t help the smile that lit his face. The youngest Malfoy had the oddest look of happiness, pride, and maybe gloating, like he had beaten his father at something. The look was further marred by the periodic shake of his body when he hiccuped. He shared an amused look with the lady of the manor, as he thanked her for the meal.

“What did you want to do today, Draco?” Harry couldn’t help but smirk at the Draco’s confused look. It was like he didn’t recognize that when he asked to spend some time with Harry, he would need to have a plan of some kind.

Draco couldn’t think of a single thing. He almost suggested a ride until it occurred to him that Harry had turned that down to be with him. He had to fight to not look totally perplexed. He knew what he wanted to do with his husband, but that wouldn’t be appropriate to mention. Where would he want to go on a date, or more importantly, where would Harry want to go? It suddenly hit him that he didn’t know his husband very well. “Maybe we could venture into muggle London, and see a moving picture, or something.”

Harry couldn’t help but smile at the attempt. “Sure. A movie would be great. How about something fun like, Little Miss Sunshine?”

Draco felt better about his suggestion when Harry agreed to it. “Sure. Uh, do you know how to find such a thing?”

After instructing Draco to dress muggle casual, he led his to the apparition point with a whispered “Trust me.”

The theater was almost empty as they went to an early show, but Draco still found himself overwhelmed by the strangeness of it all. He was grateful that his body’s embarrassing hiccups had finally departed. The posters on the wall were dead, not moving or talking, or even snoring. They seemed to be frozen in some action oriented pose. He watched Harry pay without complaint, knowing that he was out of his element. He would take him somewhere nice in the proper world to make up for it. He followed his mate into a large dark room with stadium like seats. He felt nervous as he followed him to seats somewhere in the middle of the room. He had to catch his breath as the image on the giant screen began to move. He sat transfixed through the entire experience.

“Merlin! Are all muggle families that weird? I really liked Frank. It is totally stupid to try kill yourself over that wanker though. I mean seriously, Frank was the one that had the top seat in, well whatever that thing was, right? I mean if that stupid twink wanted to hang out with second best, that was his issue right? Grandpa was kind of a perv. The little girl really knew how to let it all go though didn’t she? It was brilliant how they all supported her. Dwayne, was probably better off when he wouldn’t talk to anyone. I want to go to another moving picture. That was bloody awesome, I loved that.”

When Draco had finally paused for breath on their way out of the theater, Harry smiled and tried to explain. “Muggle families, are just like wizarding ones. Some are messed up and some are not quite as messed up. This one was all done for humor, or maybe to make us feel good about our own messed up families. Frank was way to good to die over some student who couldn’t appreciate him. He was the number one Proust scholar in the world, but as we know achievement in one area of life doesn’t guaranty love. Grandpa was cool, and who isn’t totally perverted? We can go again sometime if you want.” Smiling at the still elated man next to him. “Would you like to go to lunch? I know a good French cafe nearby.”

Draco gave him a brilliant smile and nodded his head. He had never pictured himself enjoying anything muggle, but if the theater was anything to go by....who knew what else those clever Muggles had come up with. He knew he was acting giddy, and quite frankly out of character, but he couldn’t help it. He looked at Harry and relaxed even more at the soft smile on the other man’s face. It was clear that he could be this way without ridicule, with his husband. His mood took a sudden down turn as he recalled that they were married in name only. His husband had left him to go somewhere, with someone, and he had looked like he planned to get laid. He knew that he had no claim to that part of the man’s life, but he couldn’t help but wish he did.

“After lunch, maybe you would like to see a museum, or maybe the Zoo?”

Draco shook off his melancholy thoughts and smiled. “What is a zoo?”

“It is a place that muggles house different animals in something similar to their natural habitat, so that city slickers like us can see them.”

“Oh. Let’s try that then.”

Lunch was pleasant and the food was wonderful. Draco once again found himself impressed with what could be done without the aide of magic and house elves. He savored the Boeuf Bourguignon that Harry ordered for him. They took a cab to the zoo and stood in line with all the muggles to pay for entrance. Once they finally made it through the gate, Draco was entranced by all of the sights and sounds. Harry led him around pointing out all of the different animals.

When they entered the reptile house, he was startled to hear the hissing sounds coming from his date. Suddenly he was surrounded by hissing, and every snake in the place was up against the glass of their enclosures. He watched with baited breath as Harry laughed and hissed happily to his new friends. It was beyond overwhelming. He was totally turned on and couldn’t have stopped the whimper that left his lips if he had bothered to try.

Harry, laughed as he was inundated with questions when he spoke to the snakes. They wanted to know how he could speak to them, and was he the mythical boy who had released the boa constrictor so many years ago. ‘Yes, I freed him, but I am not mythical and I didn’t know what I was doing at the time.’ Harry’s head jerked up when he heard a strange sound from Draco. He was staring at him with a look that Harry couldn’t quite read, but looked suspiciously like a combination of awe and lust. ‘I must go. My Husband seems to be bothered by my speaking to you. It was a pleasure to meet you all.’ He smiled at the snakes as they tried to entice him to stay or at least come back soon.

“Draco, I didn’t mean to disturb you. Do you want to leave?”

Shaking his head in an attempt to clear his mind, he nodded briefly. “You didn’t disturb me, but I am ready to go home if you are.”

Taking Draco’s arm he led him out sending back a quick promise to return to the snakes.

“We should really get you a pet snake. I could get used to hearing that.”

Laughing, Harry noticed that Draco still looked a bit flushed. “Yeah. I have thought about it. Just never seemed to be an end to the fighting. I guess now I can do what I want.” It seemed to finally hit him. “It’s really over now isn’t it?”

“Yes. We are finally free.” Draco yelped as he was suddenly grabbed around the waist and spun around. He started to giggle as he saw Harry’s happy face. When he was once again settled on the ground he gave into a moment of weakness, and pulled his husband into a passionate kiss.


A/N Thank you so much for the responses.
rebel_mistress, Thank you for the review, I like sexy Harry, I lust after sexy Harry, I dream about sexy Harry, well you get the point and now I am covered in drool. There will be more action soon. Ladynight, I have not read her story, but I am planning on it. I should probably finish this first though if they are similar. Amessis, Thank you for the review. Harry is getting better :) Star55, Thank you so much for the review. I never can see Harry as a perpetual bottom either. I have really mostly made the Malfoys OC, but I needed to for the story to go the way I wanted it to. Adrian and fallangelsquill thank you for the reviews. I will try to let you know when I update, but you will have to either send me an e-mail Cathy_mac@yahoo.com, or leave your email in the body of your review. They are all hidden in the email field. Anyanka, as always thank you for your continued support. Nefaeri, your review left me laughing. I hope the delay in getting this up didn’t cause you too much torture and pain. You are still alive right? Nefaeri? No really you didn’t die did you. I don’t think I will be able to live with myself if you did. rebel_mistress, I am glad that the last chapter cleared some things up. celestialuna, Thank you for taking the time to review. I like him possessive too.